Category: Grace

A mother once approached Napoleon seeking a pardon for her son. The emperor replied that the young man had committed a certain offense twice and justice demanded death. “But I don’t ask for justice,” the mother...

I imagine that Abraham thought of home, not to go back there, but because it was the only measure he had in his experience from which he could imagine the future. That’s the way we are. We only have our past and it is in terms of the best of those times that we think about the future. How else can we think of heaven except in terms of the past?